“Today we were walking up Amsterdam Ave. after having brunch with two delicious alumni. Soon we realized that we needed to get back to our apartment to prepare for an alumnus’ wedding this evening.”

Shortly after getting ourselves seated in the back of a taxi, we noticed that the driver was an older, white woman. Unusual. She soon asked where we were from. First we replied Boston and then added Brooklyn. “Where in Brooklyn?” she asked. “Crown Heights?” “Yes,” we replied. “You are Lubavitchers. […]


“I grew up down the block, but I used to get bused to school in a white area. There were always a lot of people in that neighborhood who would make us feel like we didn’t belong. They would try to send a message that blacks aren’t allowed. But the […]